You Just Can't Trust 'em

I've come to the conclusion that the most untrustworthy people on the planet are not politicians. 

They come in second. (Or third, depending on  where you stand regarding attorneys.)

First prize goes to meteorologists.

They talk, I think, to get themselves all excited.

"It's gonna snow! A foot! Well, maybe an inch! There may (or may not be) ice, too.  Be sure and put chains on the tires of the car before you go out and fist fight your neighbor for bread and milk. And possibly cat food."

Then they "go to" someone out in the wilderness of north Georgia who is dressed like an Eskimo, and is showing a snowflake that someone has preserved in their freezer since the blizzard of 1993. They look into the camera with a dramatic expression and solemnly say, "This is what you may (or may not) experience by tomorrow morning." Then he/she squints up  into the night sky and reports they might feel some frozen precipitation hitting their face as they speak.

The next morning-which is bright and sunny, I might add-they are all smiles and talk about how the snow missed us, but just barely.

Once again they go to their partner in the wilderness of north Georgia, who is now in flip flops and a Hawaiian flare-dee shirt and sipping an icy co-coler. All toothy grin, he/she talks about what a close call it was, all said between slurps of their cold drink.

I'm sick of it. I'm thinking about suing for pain and suffering. I don't want a blizzard; I ain't crazy.  But a few inches of beautiful white fluffy snow would be nice.

It is January, after all.

Just stop talking about it. If it comes, it comes. and if it doesn't I'll keep on my flip flops and Hawaiian flare-dee shirt and call it a day.

At least I don't need bread and milk now.  

Let it You Know What, Let it You Know What, Let it You Know What...

The phone rang a little while ago. It was my Bestie (you know who you are). Me: "Hello?"
Bestie: "From your blog to God's Ear?"

Referring to the last couple of blogs where I kinda hinted I'd like to see a couple of inches of snow. Okay, Okay, I begged for it. Pouted when I didn't get it.

So, like, today, we got some snow. Not two inches, maybe an inch. It was beautiful falling after the hard, icy stuff finished. Then we got the fat, fluffy soft stuff that is so beautiful falling, it looks like magic from the sky.

A few more lazy flakes have fallen this afternoon, even as I type.

What I did not ask for was three degree temperature tonight. I cringe to think about it.

I live in the south. I have been in a blizzard. I live in the North Georgia mountains. I have been in a hurricane.

This all goes to show you cannot trust Mother Nature, much less some half cocked ground hog.

I don't even trust the half cocked meteorologists.

Stick your arm, and if necessary, your head out the window.

What you find there is all you need to know.

So, do I still want more snow? Looks around furtively.

Well, maybe just a few more inches.